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Zhao Gang looked in the direction Li Yunlong pointed, puzzled.

The next moment, his gaze suddenly fixed on the steel behemoth that had been hidden from Li Yunlong and his horses!

boom!

Zhao Gang felt a "buzz" in his brain, as if he had been struck hard by an invisible hammer!

He froze instantly, his eyes wide as saucers, his mouth agape, wide enough to fit a fist!

"That...that is..."

Zhao Gang's voice was so dry that he could barely utter a complete syllable.

Although he had never seen that tank before, the oppressive feeling emanating from the steel behemoth in front of him instantly and perfectly overlapped with the image of the "mysterious power" and "invincible tank" in his mind!

Seeing Zhao Gang's dumbfounded, ghost-like expression, Li Yunlong was overjoyed.

Old Zhao, you've finally met your match!

"Old Zhao, are you stunned?"

"Hehe! To tell you the truth, the 'mysterious power' you mentioned, the one who stormed the execution ground in Beiping, killed the Japanese military police commander, fought his way through the blockade, and even smashed ten Japanese heavy tanks into scrap metal—"

"Not only did Old Li see them and make contact a long time ago, but also..."

Li Yunlong paused deliberately, enjoying the rapidly changing expressions of shock on Zhao Gang's face, before dropping another bombshell:

"And Mr. Shen even gave Old Li an incredibly generous gift!"

"See this new thing in your hands, guys? It's a machine gun!"

"And light machine guns, 40mm guns! Enough for three whole truckloads!"

"Yesterday afternoon, I led my cavalry company and wiped out eighteen Japanese strongholds..."

Li Yunlong recounted everything that had happened the day before to Zhao Gang.

Having finally found an opportunity to tease the political commissar, Old Li wasn't about to let it slip by.

Sure enough, with each sentence he spoke, the shock on Zhao Gang's face deepened.

When Zhao Gang heard the words "eighteen strongholds" and "zero casualties," he felt his breath catch in his throat!

This record is simply like a myth!

"My God..."

Zhao Gang murmured unconsciously, feeling his hands and feet going numb.

"Old Li...you...is everything you said true? Eighteen outposts...zero casualties?"

"It's absolutely true! I was just kidding!"

Li Yunlong made a classic hand gesture.

"The Japanese devils are all terrified of us. When we went back today, their strongholds were completely empty. They've all retreated to the county town like turtles! Hahaha!"

The overwhelming amount of information left Zhao Gang stunned for a while before he finally came to his senses.

Not only did they manage to provide support for the other side, but they also established such a deep "combat friendship"?

Li Yunlong has truly made an incredible contribution this time!

Zhao Gang knew Li Yunlong well. Although Old Li was sometimes a bit of a scoundrel, he would never joke about something like this.

He grabbed Li Yunlong's arm and said urgently, "Quick! Old Li! Take me to see Comrades Ding Zhijian and the other two! Also, introduce me to Mr. Shen immediately!"

Led by Li Yunlong, Zhao Gang quickly walked up to Ding Zhijian, Meng Guanglin, and Sha Zhenjiang.

He gripped the three men's hands tightly and shook them vigorously: "Comrade Zhijian! Comrade Guanglin! Comrade Zhenjiang! You've suffered so much!"

"On behalf of the headquarters leaders and the organization, I welcome you home! Seeing that you are all safe and sound, we can finally breathe a sigh of relief!"

The three were extremely excited to see Zhao Gang, who represented the organization, and Sha Zhenjiang's eyes instantly welled up with tears.

Then, Zhao Gang straightened his slightly disheveled military uniform, which had been in disarray from the journey, and took a deep breath.

Then, accompanied by Li Yunlong, they walked toward the figure who had been standing quietly next to 99A.

The closer they got, the clearer Zhao Gang could see the other person's appearance.

What a handsome young man!

Zhao Gang couldn't help but secretly admire him, and at the same time became even more convinced that the headquarters leaders were determined to "win him over".

He stood at attention, gave Shen Wang a perfectly standard military salute, and spoke with utmost sincerity:

"Mr. Shen! Hello! I am Zhao Gang, political commissar of the Independent Regiment of the 386th Brigade, 129th Division of the Eighth Route Army! On behalf of the Eighth Route Army Headquarters, I extend my highest respect and sincerest gratitude to you!"

"Thank you for your selfless act of venturing into dangerous territory to rescue our comrades from peril..."

Zhao Gang, as expected of someone who works in political affairs, speaks much better than Li Yunlong.

Shen Wang hadn't expected to run into Zhao Gang here. He waved to him.

"Political Commissar Zhao, you're too kind. Driving out the Japanese invaders and restoring our homeland is the duty of every Chinese son and daughter!"

"I, Shen, have only done my humble best. It is my honor to fight alongside Commander Li and the brave warriors of the cavalry company..."

Both sides exchanged polite words.

Although they were just polite words, their tone and attitude were incredibly sincere.

Zhao Gang was genuinely grateful, and Shen Wang was also truly thankful.

It can be said that this meeting was a complete success.

A huge weight was finally lifted off Zhao Gang's shoulders.

After exchanging pleasantries, Zhao Gang hurriedly asked the communications officer to contact headquarters.

This time, the bosses specifically asked Zhao Gang to bring a radio so that they could report the situation in a timely manner.

Zhao Gang personally dictated the telegram:

"To the headquarters commanders and, upon further instructions, division and brigade commanders: The eagle has safely taken over the nest and is in good condition!"

"Furthermore, from yesterday afternoon to this morning, Li's unit, in coordination with Mr. Shen, captured 18 Japanese strongholds along the Ping-Shi Railway, killing and capturing over 2,000 enemy soldiers, while our unit suffered zero casualties!"

"The Japanese invaders are now terrified, consolidating their forces to defend the county seat and avoiding battle..."

. . .

at the same time.

Eighth Route Army Headquarters.

"Vice President, you haven't slept all night, you should go and get some rest," an advisor couldn't help but suggest.

The vice president slowly shook his head, his gaze still fixed on the flat stone line on the map: "I can't sleep... I have something on my mind, so I can't close my eyes even when I lie down."

In fact, it wasn't just him; several of the top officers in the command center also stayed up all night.

They were all waiting, waiting for a message, a message that could influence the future course of events.

Based on the timeline, Zhao Gang should be able to catch up with Li Yunlong today.

Once they reunite, the radio Zhao Gang carries will be able to transmit the latest information back.

Whether it's a blessing or a curse, whether the meeting went smoothly or went wrong, we'll soon find out.

This kind of waiting is the most agonizing.

Just then, the door to the communications office was suddenly pushed open, and a young staff officer practically rushed in.

"It's here! It's here! A telegram from the Deputy Commander-in-Chief! The Chief of Staff! Political Commissar Zhao Gang of the Independent Regiment!"

"They've connected! They've connected!" Political Commissar Zhao said...

The communications officer quickly repeated Zhao Gang's telegram, which the leaders had been waiting for for a long time!

Upon hearing the message from Zhao Gang, the bosses were completely dumbfounded.

"My God! It really was them!"

"Eighteen outposts! Zero casualties?"

"How did they do that?"

"Li Yunlong has done a great service this time!"

The bosses chimed in with their comments, and their overnight wait was definitely worthwhile!

At this point, the chief of staff, being relatively calmer, spoke up: "Deputy Commander, shouldn't we send a comrade to greet them, to show our utmost respect and sincerity?"

The vice president nodded: "Yes! We must send someone! And we must send someone of high standing!"

"However, sending someone from our headquarters might not be timely enough..."

Zhao Gang said they were already on their way back and would arrive at the Independent Regiment headquarters around noon tomorrow.

Sending a senior executive from headquarters would be a bit rushed in terms of time.

The vice president thought for a moment and then had someone in mind.

"Let the brigade commander go..."